In the dark fog, those green eyes were like miserable hell ghost fires, high and low in the air, shining with a cold glow.

Ghost Eagle, a demonic beast that shouldn't belong to Qinghua City at all, how could it appear here? That's a fourth-order peak demonic beast!

A fourth-order peak demonic beast, in a small city like Qinghua City, is enough to cause a disaster that slaughters the city!

Lin Cang only felt that his hands and feet were cold, like falling into the abyss, and boundless fear and despair entangled him, making him lose the ability to speak and act.

"What should I do?" Lin Cang said secretly in his heart, "What should I do?"

At this moment, let alone killing Wei Mo, Lin Cang felt that he was in danger of falling into the nest, and it was difficult to protect himself.

What's more, there was an even more terrifying thought that was pulling at him - a fourth-order demonic beast absolutely disdained to be an enemy of a second-order demonic beast.

In the world of Warcraft, strength is linked to the level, and Warcraft of different strengths only crush each other, not fight.

Being able to fight with a fourth-order peak demonic beast means that this huge Phantom Rock Python in front of him is not a Phantom Rock Python at all!

It's not a phantom rock python, but it looks like a phantom rock python. Lin Cang searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, racking his brains, and only thought of one kind of creature - the Phantom Rock Ancestral Python!

There is a difference between the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python and the Phantom Rock Python, but there is a world of difference. It is also a fourth-order peak demonic beast, which is a good match for the ghost eagle.

One fourth-order demonic beast can slaughter Qinghua City, but what about two? That would be a devastating disaster!

Lin Cang's hands and feet were cold, and his brain was frozen. He couldn't imagine the catastrophic consequences that these two monsters would have. Naturally, he couldn't think about how these two fourth-order demonic beasts came to Lancôme Mountain.

On the other side, Wei Mo did his best to protect the egg. Afterwards, he also wondered why he was so determined to live and die with the egg. At that time, there seemed to be an inexplicable voice constantly urging him: "Protect the egg, protect the egg!"

"Strange thing, how can there be so many stones?" Wei Mo desperately boosted his spiritual power and Xuan power, two completely different powers, constantly surging and colliding in the "8" shaped circuit in his body, forming power fluctuations.

With this fluctuation of power, Wei Mo kept all the flying rubble out, barely ensuring the safety of himself and the egg.

However, no matter how many stones the Phantom Rock Python used to build this hut in the first place, Wei Mo felt that this stone rain was also too violent.

Finally, in the midst of the turmoil, Wei Mo saw two huge figures fighting in the air. They are high and low, and they fight desperately. The iron wings collided with the steel body fiercely and entangled, and the banging sound was endless, and the fire was splashing everywhere. The two pairs of eyes, one green and one red, burst out with fierce and cold killing intent, and they looked incompatible.

The fighting produced a gale that carried up the pebbles at the bottom of the cliff. These huge pebbles were shattered in the air by the iron wings of the ghost carving, and smashed by the body of the Phantom Rock Python, forming a rain of stones.

Seeing this scene, Wei Mo was terrified: "Mom, no wonder so many stones have fallen, hurry up and slip away, this is not a place to stay for a long time." ”

He snorted, rolled his eggs and dodged to the side of the mountain, and accidentally saw Lin Cang, whose mouth was full of blood, looking at the battle in mid-air with a blank face.

Wei Mo had already rolled the eggs, passed by him, thought about it, and felt that it was not appropriate to just pass like this, so he hid the eggs in the recess of the cliff side, and trotted back to Lin Cang.

"Hey, grandson!"

Lin Cang was shrouded in fear, his mind blank, and he didn't even notice that Wei Mo was passing by. Fiercely, one of them shouted in his ear.

He looked up blankly, only to see his fists raining down. Ping Pong, Wei Mo caught Lin Cang, and hammered him so hard that he couldn't recognize his mother, his nose was blue, his face was swollen, and his nose bleeded for a long time.

After the hammer was finished, Wei Mo clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Now you know that the little master is powerful, right? Go back and tell your brother and brother, don't mess with me if you have nothing to do!"

He poked his fingers at Lin Cang's head and reprimanded him like a grandson. In fact, how did Wei Mo know that he was riding the east wind of two huge demonic beasts, otherwise, with his strength, how could he beat Lin Cang?

After the fight, Wei Mo returned to the egg satisfied, and was about to continue to get out, but he heard a click, and a dense crisp sound kept coming.

He chuckled in his heart: "Oh no, aren't you going to break out of your shell right now? Could it be that you were smashed just now, so you were born prematurely?"

Indeed, the eggshell was mottled with marks, and despite all the strength of Wei Mo's efforts to protect it, it was inevitably affected by the rain of stones.

I didn't want to do anything, and as soon as Wei Mo's thought came to him, he heard a click, and the egg completely cracked.

A fiery red light burst out of the eggshell, reflecting the entire cliff red half of the sky.

There is a long, slender, sinuous crack that extends from the top to the sides, and then the whole egg is split in two like a watermelon that has been cut open.

A mass of red liquid, wrapped around a small snake, burst out of its shell. Inside the huge egg, there was only a small one less than an inch long.

Unlike its mother, the little one is also a python, but it is very cute. Its whole body was as red as blood jade, crystal clear, and it could almost pass through its body to see the other side.

Wei Mo looked at it in surprise and heard a glutinous sizzle coming from its mouth. He never knew that a python was born like this.

The red liquid like the yolk of the raw egg hung in the air, just enough to hold the python as tall as Wei Mo. The little one's eyes are closed, but he's trying to open them. When he saw Vemo, his eyes became very cheerful, and his tail wagged as if he was about to pounce into his mother's arms.

He couldn't help but reach in, and the little python jumped into his palm at once, cold and hard, like a ruby.

I don't know if it was the telepathy of the mother and child, or the sound and smell of the broken eggshell that attracted the attention of the Phantom Rock Python. The giant python that was fighting suddenly lowered its head, and its red eyes were staring in the direction of Wei Mo.

On Wei Mo's back, the hairs stood up in an instant, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat all over his body.

The giant python's massive body rolled in the air, and its big red lantern eyes lingered alternately on Wei Mo and the little python.

Not only did it find that the little python had broken its shell, but the ghost eagle also found it, and suddenly gave up attacking the giant python, and the iron wings waved fiercely, like two sharp blades cutting through the air flow, and swooped down quickly.

The wind howled, and where the iron wings passed, the rock was cut like mud. The ghost eagle rushed towards Wei Mo at a gallop, Sen Leng's murderous aura, a huge impact, rushed directly to Wei Mo's back, and with a bang, he threw himself forward and crashed into the mountain.

The little python was blocked by Wei Mo, and he subconsciously held it in his arms, leaning over to protect its safety.